It was detected that the attack was not effective because of the distance. So Song Hu immediately gave the order to advance the troops, and he wanted to let the team enter the effective firing distance.

There is nothing wrong with such an approach, and there is nothing wrong with Song Hu giving such an order.

If it was in modern warfare, Song Hu would definitely want a cup.

But the problem is, this is in the era of 1620. So Song Hu doesn't have to worry about anything unexpected at all.

Disheveled! Disheveled! Fluffy!

The genetic human soldiers marched forward slowly and neatly, in a neat row.

Thirty meters is not a long distance, just take sixty steps.

Although there were only a hundred people, the neat pace also made Leslie feel the pressure.

"Everyone, steady, don't panic! Arquebuses are not so terrible, you all know that. Seeing that the enemy began to slowly press down, Leslie felt the uneasiness of the sailors. He hurriedly comforted his men in a loud voice and cheered them up.

They can't go on like this, arquebuses pose a great threat if they get close, and it's very inappropriate for them to be so passive and defensive.

Leslie spun around his head, thinking of a way to solve the situation.

"Captain, let's strike. Hopefully we can break through their formations in one go, I think the enemy warriors are very immature, probably young birds who have just stepped on the battlefield. Father Matthew saw a little bit of the doorway.

The Europeans of this era, especially the war-torn Europeans on the continent, have experienced too many wars. Even if they are not professional soldiers, they know more about war than Zhao Hongyu and others.

As the saying goes, they have never eaten pork, but they have seen pigs running.

Hearing this, Leslie quickly skimmed the team that had pressed over.

Sure enough, as Father Matthew said, the faces of the warriors were very immature, and it was clear that they were not very young people. At the same time, their faces were full of nervousness and panic.

These fully prove the fact that they are a group of rookies.

If you follow the advice provided by Father Matthew and let your men rush to kill, maybe you can really break through the opponent's line, and it is not necessary to defeat the opponent.

You must know that these subordinates of his are some outlaws in Europe. There are even some soldiers who are old in war, and the last ones who are tired of endless wars.

When it comes to fighting, their experience is much stronger than that of a group of rookies.

Captain Leslie has a strong sense of confidence in this.

It seems that this method of Father Matthew can be tried.

Time was running out, and Leslie couldn't have thought too long. Father Matthew's proposal was a solution that would change their predicament in a short period of time.

"Guys, across from us is a flock of rookies, a flock of daisies who haven't fought." Captain Leslie tried to be as natural and relaxed as possible, and didn't care about the enemy on the other side. "Look at it, the little guys on the other side are so scared that they are almost peeing their pants, and some of them are even crying."

Leslie brandished the scimitar in his hand, making fun of the gene-man warriors on the other side as best she could.

However, no one can say that Leslie's teasing is wrong, because there are indeed people who are very poor in those genetic people, very similar to what Leslie described.

Woo!

It's true, alas, look at that little guy shaking so badly, hahaha!

God, this is really a bunch of sissies!

Our enemies are a bunch of, what's there to be afraid of!

Kill them, I'm going to these! …,